(Chapter 2) http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/85564049/0/0 My mind… shattered. The oracles. Yes, the Templar. Atheon is he dead? Yes I remember. do I?... I can’t…. think…. Sitting in the rain outside of the Vault of Glass, I attempt to recall my journey. But the vault, it warped my mind. My memories seem like some type of dream. After we destroyed the Templar, I felt as if time stopped, or more as if I was in all places of time at once. I no longer experienced time linearly. I see now why the Vex abandoned the singular mind… it is too much to handle. Without Kabar’s sacrifice. His anchor to reality. The shield he forged from a Gorgon. I would have been lost in time, just as he was. I am trying to remember but, I cannot conceptually understand… How many vex did I kill… all of those souls extinguished by my hand… any of them could have been mine… does my soul still exist. When lost in time, I succumbed to the darkness more than ever. I watched myself destroy over and over… and I…. enjoyed it. Imagine… watching your own body fight against you… watching yourself kill you… I never thought the Vex to have feelings… but if they do… [i]Calm your mind, oh little one. You have promise yet.[/i] Voices? Please no, have those I have slain invaded my mind… am I losing my sanity… [i]You have not slain me yet, little one. You give me hope. [/i] What? Who are you? How can I hear you… in my head? Hope? I don’t understand…. [i]I am Jachrayhuin, the last of the Ahamkara. I see in you, an ember in the darkness. You are not like your brethren. You seek to understand. Your mind is strong.[/i] Ahamkara? They are extinct… how? [i]The Guardians hunted us, they killed many. There was a great war lost to history. The Guardians crafted armor from our bones. They tried to harness our power. Turn your eyes upward, oh little one. Jachrayhuin still lives.[/i] In the sky, a beast, whose leather wings could span the length of the tower, soared high above me. A ball of fire igniting from its jaws to force my aknowledgment. The Ahamkara. I have read the scripts. They are said to be creatures that can see the secrets of the universe. They know answers to questions no one would know to ask. Hunted for their knowledge. Made extinct, or so I thought. But to see one… [i]I see struggle in you, oh little one. You now know the true nature of the collapse. This troubles you. Yet, your mind is open, and there is still more you must know. [/i] More? I already know too much. I kill the souls of the Guardians, and I cannot stop myself, it gives me joy. I hate that I love it so much, but this darkness, it makes me crave their death at my hand. I cannot continue knowing what I do, while I serve the darkness. I try to fight it, but I can’t…. [i]Do not try. Embrace your darkness, yet continue to learn. The powers that compel you are still too strong to resist. In time, you will turn your ember into a fire inside you, but to feed it, you must know what darkness is made of. You cannot fight an enemy you do not understand. [/i] So just keep killing? Keep destroying the souls of who we guardians once were? [i]Your race is lost, little one, as is mine. You must accept this. The vex you kill, they are already dead, yet will always live. This is now their nature. It is also their torture. Your purpose is greater. [/i] Already dead? That can’t be true, when I kill them, I feel their life leave, I gain power in their death. [i]You experience life, as if you are walking down the street of the city. The stores and houses, all come and pass. The steps you take, fall behind you. During any point of your journey, you are only where you are. You only see surroundings of where you stand. When you reach the end of the street, and all is done. Your journey comes to an end. This is not the way of the Vex. Their experience is like peering at the city from the tower. They see all of the shops you have passed, they see where the street begins, and where it ends. Their journey never ends. They always stay there, watching forever. They always exist. This is their torture. [/i] Torture? [i]Do you not understand? They do not die in an instance like you or I. They will always live, and yet, always experience their death. This one moment in time consumes them. Dying for all of eternity. They seek to destroy the traveler so they can escape. If the traveler can be destroyed, they can cease to exist. It is the only way the Vex can be set free. [/i] If their torture is from their moment of death, than how can I find solace when I kill so many? I bring this torture to them. [i]All things must die. The greatest kindness you can give, is to make it swift. Your people are lost, little one. You must not become consumed by this idea, when it cannot be changed. Your people are not the first to fall prey to the Traveler. The Traveler brings destruction through the universe, this is why it is hunted. Many have been deceived before your kind. Look around you, the Fallen, have fashioned their servitors in the likeness of the Traveler. The Hive, they have been given their own torture, the nature of which, you must learn from. Descend into their realm, for they do not belong in ours. Your kind destroyed yourselves with time, the Hive have done so with the space around them. To understand the darkness, you must learn to understand the Hive. Fight them. Find their motives. Find the nature of their God, and destroy his son. Crota seeks to enter our dimension to confront the Traveler. This is the Travelers desire. His coming could destroy the very space around us. Do not struggle against your darkness, let it lead you to your answers. Do not close your mind, let the knowledge grow and burn inside of you. You must understand the Darkness. You cannot save those who the Traveler has already destroyed, but you can save those that the Traveler has yet to reach. [/i] [i]Farewell, little one, this will not be the last you hear of Jachrayhuin.[/i] WAIT! Don't go! There is still so much I can learn from you! Is my soul still in a Vex? What has the traveler done to the Hive? What must I learn from them? How could I ever fight this darkness, and stand against the Traveler? When will I know it is time? Please… the more I know… the more I realize I don’t know… I hear the rain pour down around me. My robes are soaked, caked in mud. I hear the rain… nothing else. The sky is empty. Jachrayhuin is gone. What must I will learn from the hive? What kind of torture could they be faced with. I must prepare to descend into their realm. I must prepare to kill Crota.